A few hours later, Ray lay on the couch in Cat’s apartment. A restless moonbeam filled the living room with a soft light. The silence in the dark room broke every thirty minutes when her mantle clock struck the time. Irish kept thinking he was on a fool’s errand, but Cat insisted on someone to collaborate with her story. He agreed when she promised him …
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